"Xiao Chen, don't laugh. ”

Through the microphone, the low frustration in Wang Zibo's tone can be clearly conveyed.

Chen Hansheng couldn't do anything, in fact, he had absolute foresight in this matter, and even when Wang Zibo and Huang Hui met for the first time on the train, Chen Hansheng knew that there was such a result.

"Xiao Chen, don't come over either. ”

Wang Zibo said gloomily: "You have comforted me twice in a row, I am really embarrassed to trouble again tonight." ”

"You don't have to worry about that. ”

Chen Hansheng paused and said: "I don't plan to move my ass at all, I have lost so much in business, I can only earn some living expenses for my roommates by playing cards, and barely make ends meet." ”

"Well, then I'm hanging. ”

Wang Zibo said with some uncertainty, he didn't really want to hang in his heart.

"Toot Toot ······"

Chen Hansheng took the initiative to press the call button.

Listening to the blind voice on the phone, Wang Zibo suddenly felt a sense of loneliness in his heart, Jianye's day at the end of October was still very hot, but at night there was already a little autumn feeling, revealing the coolness of Xixi.

At a round table in the Aegean Music Bar, Huang Hui and a few friends were toasting and drinking, with a hearty smile on their faces.

Wang Zibo's heart was sour again, Huang Hui had never shown this appearance in front of him, in contrast, it confirmed that Huang Hui and himself were in love, it seemed to be just a perfunctory.

Through the glass window, Wang Zibo saw that Huang Hui was standing up again, and she staggered to the table of foreign men next door.

They didn't know what they said, but a ghost guy was laughing and drinking with Huang Hui, and his curly arm was still on Huang Hui's shoulder.

"Grass Nima's!"

Wang Zibo just wanted to rush in and fight with the ghost guy, but just after taking a few steps, his footsteps slowly stopped.

Because Huang Hui didn't mind at all, she even took out the mobile phone that Wang Zibo bought for her and exchanged numbers with that ghost.

At this moment, Wang Zibo suddenly disliked the three of them for no reason.

First of all, this is this ghost, this is 2004, and the status of foreigners in the country is still very high.

Wang Zibo remembers that around 2000, a group of Americans came to Hong Kong City No. 1 Middle School for academic exchanges, and many students surrounded them as if they had encountered rare objects.

However, there are exceptions, and Xiao Chen seems to have always sneered at foreigners.

Especially after going to college, Chen Hansheng also said unabashedly: "As long as Lao Tzu is the president of the student union for a day, foreign exchange students have to be grandsons for a day in the University of Finance.

Probably because of the scarcity of exchange students at the University of Finance, they are very low-key, and they are really the role of the younger brother in the school.

Wang Zibo is not surprised, with Chen Hansheng's unstinting personality of "the eldest of heaven and my second child", it is normal for him to look down on everyone.

The second is to hate Huang Hui.

Because Huang Hui took the initiative to drink with others, probably in Huang Hui's worldview, if there are one or two foreigners as friends, this is something worth showing off.

It is almost conceivable that when going out for a party in the future, Huang Hui can inadvertently say such a sentence.

"When I was talking to Jackson that day, he said that China's economy ······."

The chat was mixed with a little English, which instantly improved.

The last one, Wang Zibo hates himself.

Fa Xiao Chen Hansheng has clearly pointed out that Huang Hui is a low-end green tea, but he is like a ghost, desperately trying to get close to Huang Hui again and again, and willingly giving her money again and again.

It doesn't seem to be love either, it's more of an obsession with the feeling of being with her.

Huang Hui is definitely not a top beauty like Shen Youchu and Xiao Rongyu, and she is still far behind, but she happens to be Wang Zibo's favorite type, and her smile can touch Wang Zibo's heart.

However, no matter how good a dream is, it is only a dream, and it will wake up eventually.

Wang Zibo sat down on the road opposite the "Aegean Sea Qing Bar", where he could still see Huang Hui and her drunken madness.

"If I break up with Sister Xiaohui, will I be sad?"

This idea came to Wang Zibo's mind.

Thinking that he would never see Huang Hui again in the future, Wang Zibo's heart was instantly empty, just the feeling of colic could suffocate him.

This kind of sadness has been felt before, but tonight Wang Zibo also experienced a different feeling.

Sense of ease.

Although he was sad, Wang Zibo also felt that a mountain pressing on his body suddenly disappeared, he didn't want to lie to himself, thinking that after breaking up with Huang Hui, he seemed to have suddenly lost a burden on his back.

"Probably, I'm also very tired. ”

As soon as Wang Zibo raised his head, tears fell unconsciously.

He moved to a more secluded place, not wanting strangers passing by to see him crying.

I don't know how long I sat like this, Huang Hui and her friends' party finally ended, they stood at the door of the bar and waited for a taxi, Huang Hui was a little drunk, staggering and leaning on a female friend.

Wang Zibo took out his mobile phone and hesitated to call Huang Hui.

Huang Hui glanced at the phone screen and hung up directly.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is on a call, please dial again later······"

At this time, Wang Zibo's head was empty, and he mechanically beat him again.

"Sorry, the phone you dialed is on a call, please dial again later······"

When it was time to call the third one, Wang Zibo saw Huang Hui suddenly stuff his mobile phone into his bag, and this time the voice prompt became: "I'm sorry, the call you made has hung up." ”

At this time, a friend helped Huang Hui stop the taxi, and before Huang Hui got into the car, she didn't forget to hug the ghost guy in her face.

Huang Hui didn't know that Wang Zibo was sitting opposite, and she didn't know that Wang Zibo was sitting in the bushes for a long, long time.

It wasn't until the waiters of the "Aegean Sea Bar" began to clean up and close, and the entire bar street in 1912 changed from noisy to quiet, that Wang Zibo stood up with difficulty and left with staggering steps.

He didn't go back to his dormitory and found a nearby Internet café.

After getting on QQ, Wang Zibo clicked on Huang Hui's dialog box, and memories filled his mind bit by bit.

They met on the train, but the real confession was actually QQ.

Therefore, when Wang Zibo typed the line "Let's break up", he finally couldn't hold back, lying on the keyboard full of soot and greasy and crying.

Start through the screen;

Like it across the screen;

break up across the screen;

Lost through the screen.

At this moment, Wang Zibo didn't feel sorry for Huang Hui, but he was very sorry for his parents who worked hard in Hong Kong City.

······

"Hey, hey, hey, classmates, wake up. ”

The next morning, the network administrator woke Wang Zibo.

Wang Zibo fell asleep crying and crying last night, and the chat box was not closed, and the network administrator came to see what it was.

It's not surprising that the network administrator has a lot of such college students now, they don't play games or watch movies, and they cry after breaking up on QQ, typical online dating players.

Wang Zibo woke up in a daze, and when he saw the network administrator standing next to him, his first reaction was to turn off QQ, after all, it was too embarrassing for outsiders to see it, although Huang Hui did not reply.

However, just when he clicked on the chat box, Wang Zibo suddenly found that Huang Hui actually replied to the message.

Huang Hui used to use red fonts to chat on QQ, and at this time, a red word "good" caught Wang Zibo's eyes.

There is only one word, and there is no more content, but if you connect with the previous sentence, it is a finished story.

"Let's break up. ”

"Good. ”

Wang Zibo took a deep breath, he didn't want the network administrator to watch the excitement, so he got off the plane and left.

The morning sun was very dazzling, Wang Zibo stood at the door of the Internet café, squinting his eyelashes and trying to adapt, and when his whole body was warmed from the inside out, he inexplicably had an unprecedented sense of happiness in his heart.

"Xiao Chen, I broke up with Huang Hui. ”

Wang Zibo made a phone call to Chen Hansheng.

"Oh, Huang Hui you kicked?"

Chen Hansheng asked.

Wang Zibo thought for a while and said seriously: "Yes, I kicked it." ”

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